Don’t you remember the fights we had?
I miss you so
Together we fought the world
And fought each other will pillows and thrown clothes
You told me I could never catch you
I told you you will fly away
Now I stare at the empty cupboard
Even our shoelaces were tied together
Who will fly kites with me?
I never knew where you ended, where I begun
Saturday afternoon at the pictures I would play on your tresses
Felt you tremble under my palm
Let’s sail to santa lucia
Where the white sails furl
Lets; know each other all over again
Where the blue waters pray in penitence before the endless sands
And the waves spray the halcyon’s nest
Meet for a cup of tea
(I’ll know you by your bandaged thighs)
it’s never too late to miss you again
like after we met the very first time
and you won my heart before I could bat my eye
you couldn’t ignore the language of my eyes
let’s sail to santa lucia
to santa lucia where they make they brew the best nights.
~~scio amo
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